Dani was tossing her clothes haphazardly into a bag from across the room. She had never treated her property with such disregard, particularly her clothing, until she began this crazy roller coaster ride with Jack. But, she was distracted by his invitation and in a hurry to get to him.
Dani was the kind of girl who started packing days in advance. She carefully matched outfits that were right for every occasion on the agenda. She would even place the outfits on a bed with shoes, accessories and jewelry, so she could see them and be assured they worked together. She was a girl who liked to very carefully plan her look.
All she cared about right now was getting ready to spend a week with the sex god. She wasn't certain for how long she had been invited, but she was damned if she was going to leave him until she had his undying support for R-Dor in the bag.
She was also in a great hurry to complete the packing before Brad got home. She didn't want to answer a lot of stupid questions right now. She had already dashed off a text of explanation to him, but admittedly it wasn't much.
Dear Brad:
I have to travel unexpectedly this week. I will call you.
Dani
Yeah, pretty basic, but even that took three tries. At first she wrote she had to go out of town, but that was a lie she couldn't bring herself to make. Then she wrote for him not to worry, but thought that might be one, as well. It was misleading at best.
Hope and confusion had begun to rise in her head. Jack had said he wanted all of her. He wanted her to give herself to him totally. Was that what this week was about? Total conquest? Could he do it? Would she let him? Could she give up a fiancé and replace him with a sex god master?
What to pack? Work clothes? Of course. Dresses? Possibly. Lingerie? Absolutely!
Fabric, lace and leather were flying across the room and landing in or around the suitcase on the bed.
What would Dani do if Jack asked her an important commitment question? What would she tell him? At that moment she did not know. She knew who owned her heart. She also knew where her body belonged.
She didn't, however, know her own mind, and that was critical. Dani was not a girl who made emotional decisions. She was practical. She was level-headed. She was smart. She did what was in her best interest. She carefully weighed argument 1 vs. argument 2 and made a rational decision.
The problem was that she'd never been this emotional before. She just didn't feel all that rational or practical right now. Not one bit. Instead, she felt... vulnerable.
She was in the hands of a master now. That was clear. Jack knew what he was doing. His understanding of her and how to manipulate her emotions and sexual needs was incredible.
How had he changed so much from the mild-mannered Dr. Jack she had known before? Was it the drug? That seemed a little too hard to believe. He had undergone a wholesale personality transformation. Could the cause be desire, or even love?
He would make her wait each time between hot bouts of sex for what seemed like a lifetime and then finally give her a spectacular new experience, followed by more waiting. Or more precisely, longing. She longed for him between their get togethers.
Even today when he had finally broken down and allowed her a sexual event in his office, he denied her any gratification of her own. All the while, she knew what he was doing and felt incapable of preventing it. To be honest, she had no desire to prevent it.
Dani's desire was trending in just the opposite direction. She wanted him all the time. Longed for him constantly. Every cell in her body needed Jack like a junkie needs a fix, including those brain cells that she had always relied upon.
Dani feverishly wadded her clothes and stuffed them in the luggage. Without giving anything in her home with Brad another thought, she grabbed her bag and dashed out the door.
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Having read Dani's text, Brad came home to confusion, and an empty house. He tried both calling and texting Dani, but got no answer. When he entered their bedroom, it looked like a tornado had touched down there.
He had always been the slob and Dani the neat one. He looked around at open closets and half open draws. Her clothes were hanging outside some of those draws as well as just laying on the ground. What could have caused this kind of carnage?
Brad began to worry, so he sent Dani a different text.
Dani:
I'm sorry I missed you at the office today, but I was totally slammed with one patient after another. I hope you're not mad that I couldn't see you. Anyway, I'm sorry.
Please let me know where you are and how long you'll be gone. I am worried about you having to carry the burden of this drug launch.
I love you.
Brad
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Marvin sat in the corner booth of the Hilton Hotel bar just down the street from the corporate drug company headquarters. He was waiting for Edie Clarke who had asked to meet with him, and he had a pretty good idea what she wanted.
Since he'd stupidly given a bottle of R-Dor to Dani Kim, 20 different employees had contacted him seeking a sample. Didn't they understand the term "tightly controlled?"
Dani had not returned for more R-Dor as Marvin had hoped she would. In fact, she hadn't contacted him at all since their late-night text communication. His disappointment was palpable.
He told himself if she came back, or if any other hot sales rep came for the drug, he would get something this time. For sure, he now understood the power he had in his hands.
Edie sashayed into the hotel bar 10 minutes late looking like a million bucks in a tight yellow halter dress. Guess who was prepared to get what she wanted? The tall blonde sales rep commanded a room much like Dani did.
Marvin had never had a blonde before and knew this may be the only chance he'd ever get. And man, what a blonde hottie she was with tits and ass for days.
He thought he could feel the R-Dor coursing through his veins. It was his first time using the drug, and he felt 10 feet tall at that moment. Just looking at the stately blonde women with the big tits prominently displayed stirred his cock. He was gonna fuck her... if she wanted the drug badly enough.
"Good evening, Marvin. How's everything down in Research and Development?" she asked with a fake smile painted on her
lovely face. He hated that these sales people always spoke condescendingly about R&D. They wouldn't even have their fucking jobs without us, he said to himself.
"Have a seat, doll," he sneered, as he patted the place next to him. "Over here."
She sat down tentatively where he suggested while trying to stay in charge of this meeting. "I'll get right to it, Marvin. Dani tells me that you might be able to get me some R-Dor," she said with her most alluring smile.
Marvin laid his arm on the back of the sofa behind Edie's head and leaned closer. He gave her a predatory look that sent a shiver down her spine. She knew by his selection of the after-work meeting time and location that he might make a play, but that was nothing new for a girl in this business. She just couldn't get over the little lizard's confidence. He seemed... different.
"I'm not giving it away like candy, honey. It shouldn't be dispensed without a physician's approval. I only let Dani have it because her fiancé is a doctor."
"Come on, Marvin. You gave it to Dani because you're hot for her. My husband is a young, healthy man. There's no problem here."
"Is it for your husband?... Or some guy you're fucking on the side?"
"I don't cheat on my husband," she stated firmly, jaw locked tightly. How dare he say that.
"That's too bad, blondie. I was hoping we could do business here."
She flashed him a look of disgust. "You can't be serious. I don't need it that badly."
"That's what they all say, but there is a kind of desperation in their voices when they say it. We all have shitty sex lives, and the promise of anything that can fix them is exciting. You want this." He pulled a little white bottle from his jacket pocket and shook it, making it rattle like a baby's toy. "I heard the desperation when you asked for it."
Edie bit her lip as her head slowly slumped forward. Her eyes scanned the floor in front of her only to note that a pedicure was overdue. She didn't really like that shade of red anyway.
She was stalling. The little fucker was right. She wanted that damn drug and the kind of earth-shattering sex that Dani was having. She wanted it badly.
"What do you want, Marvin?" she whispered hoarsely.
"I have a room upstairs. We can talk about it there."
